The sky is full of colorful clouds, and the old and the young are so silent, standing quietly on the edge of the cliff of forgetting worries, enjoying this brilliant and ephemeral beauty. The sunlight casts through the clouds, reflecting a variety of colorful colors, making people sigh from the bottom of their hearts at the miracle of the Creator.

The girl's voice, accompanied by the breeze between the leaves, quietly drifted from the depths of the bamboo forest, breaking the silence on the top of the cliff. In a trance, this quiet early spring afternoon slipped through the fingers, and before I knew it, it was dinner time.

Accompanied by the girl's voice, there was a faint smell of burnt scenery, as if some meat dishes were burnt. Although Xuan Jingzhen is old, after all, his cultivation is profound, his body is natural, and his body feeling is far more than many times that of ordinary people.

Thinking of Lan Qinmu in the past few days, he was taking a few disciples down the mountain to patrol the village, and returned in the evening, I am afraid that he did not have the time to make this dinner, and the head of Xuan Jing couldn't help but change his face.

"Is your master in charge of the kitchen today?" Xuan Jingzhen glanced at Li Canglan and asked. In the voice, there was a faint sense of panic and anxiety. If there is anything else in this world that can make the dignified Qionghua Sect fearful, Wang Luoxi's cooking is definitely one.

Although Li Canglan didn't know why the real person in charge was so nervous, he still answered truthfully. Previously, the master announced with great interest that she would make a few good dishes tonight and make up for herself. The master and brother have not returned from going out, and she is naturally the one who is in charge of the kitchen today.

Xuan Jingzhen was silent for a while after hearing this, and glanced at Li Canglan with a complicated expression. For some reason, Li Canglan felt that the head of the house looked at him at this time, and there was a little sympathy and pity, as if he was about to encounter some great misfortune.

Xuan Jing glanced at it twice, and couldn't stop shaking his head and sighing, Li Canglan's heart was furious.

The footsteps approached, and I saw a girl in a blue dress walking out of the middle of the bamboo forest, looking hurried, but who was Lan Ruyin?

"Didn't you let you rest longer? Why did I just go to cook a few dishes with my mother, and you came here alone, causing me to find it easily, which is really disobedient. ”

Lan Ruyin's tone was dissatisfied, and it was quite a bit of a new senior sister teaching her junior brother. Li Canglan listened to his senior sister's slightly reproachful words, and was a little at a loss for a while. He only planned to come out and take a short stroll and come back, but he didn't pay attention to it, and he delayed it for a long time.

"Hey~ Grandpa Xuan, why are you here? It's just in time, let's come and eat together." My mother and I cooked a table full of dishes. Lan Ruyin tilted her head, only to see Xuan Jing Zhenren standing on the side of the stone monument of the Forgotten Worry Cliff.

Xuan Jing couldn't help but laugh when he saw this little girl's appearance as a senior sister, and couldn't help but show a little smile on his face.

Lan Ruyin grew up under his nose, and she was also naughty and playful since she was a child, but now she has taught others a lesson.

A few days ago, I was in a hurry to discuss business in the main hall, and I didn't have time to take a closer look. At this time, I walked in front of myself, only to find that the little girl had been out for a few months, and she had grown a few points taller, and she was almost up to her shoulders.

smiled and stroked the child's head, but Xuan Jingzhen politely refused Xiao Nizi's sincere invitation, not because his old man set up the score, but because Mrs. Wang Luoxilan's cooking skills were too "excellent", and the dish of "fried vegetables with sugar" was well-known in the entire Kunlun Mountain.

At first, Xuan Jing thought that they were just used to the good craftsmanship of Lanqin Mu, and their tongues were raised, until later they came to taste it in person......

The suffocating taste, which I still recall, is still like a nightmare.

Xuan Jing couldn't help but shudder, stroked the sweat on his forehead, hastily explained a few words to the two, and then slipped away, as if he was afraid that Wang Luoxi would suddenly appear, and dragged himself to eat this "fatal" dinner.

Bidding farewell to the real person who came and went like the wind, Li Canglan and Lan Qin returned along the same road together.

The bamboo forest at dusk is quiet.

"Is your injury better, does it still hurt?" There was no one around, and Lan Ruyin's voice became as gentle as the forest breeze in the mountains.

"It's much better, it's out of the way, senior sister. The blue Ruyin in front of him made Li Canglan feel a little uncomfortable, and he unconsciously lowered his head.

Sensing the inexplicable embarrassment of the young man in front of him, Lan Ruyin didn't say much, and the two of them walked silently between the green bamboo forests.

Li Canglan still couldn't hold back after all, secretly raised his head, and glanced at the senior sister who was walking in front. On the jet-black bun, a touch of blue light, against the backdrop of the sunset in the forest, looks particularly eye-catching, it is the blue-topped pear hairpin that she gave her at the Kaiyuan Town Market that day.

Has she been wearing it since she came back?

As if sensing the gaze cast behind her, the girl suddenly turned her head and showed a beautiful smile that Li Canglan, who was an ignorant teenager, would never forget.

"I haven't thanked you yet. Thank you, this hairpin... I love it. ”

Which is more delicate between the girl's smile and the clouds on the horizon? Li Canglan didn't know the answer, he only knew that his heart was pounding wildly at the moment, and he couldn't even speak: "No... You're welcome, if you like it. ”

After saying that, he lowered his head again, he wanted to see the girl's beautiful smile again, but it was just an indescribable shyness, which made him lose all courage for a while.

The afterglow of the setting sun, through the layers of bamboo leaves, hit the young man's face, blurring his vision, he seemed to be unable to see the road ahead, and could only follow the girl in front of him closely. In my ears, my own crazy heartbeat echoed.

In a daze, the young man only felt that his palm was hot, and out of thin air, the right hand, which was at a loss and had nowhere to place, suddenly took a warm and smooth left hand.

At that moment, it was as if even breathing had stopped, there was no light in this world, the sky above my head was not the ground, and my feet were not the earth. The whole world was empty, except for chaos, and the temperature of the other hand that came from the palm of one hand.

Li Canglan raised his head stiffly and incredibly, and all he saw was the side face of the girl beside him who pretended to be calm, and the hand in his palm seemed to be silently clenched a little, but he didn't look back at himself.

On the white cheeks, a touch of crimson passed, like clouds flying in the sky, pure and beautiful. Senior sister, she must be very shy in her heart, right?

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, neither of them made a sound, holding hands, quietly walking in this bamboo forest at dusk, the sunset sprinkled on the ground through the leaf gaps, warm and colorful. The interplay of light and shadow, like reality and illusion, everything is as beautiful as a dream.